56 Relying on the Three-Foot Sword, Slaying Flood Dragons in the Way

In the distance, the Wang family's ancestor laughed crazily at the mountain peak. He did not know that the Lin family's Saint Child was actually a baby.

The atmosphere over at the Lin family's side was very strange.

It was pouring rain. Great Yan City, which was covered in dark clouds, looked especially dark. Ten thousand lights were flickering in the dark sky like candles in the wind.

Even if the rain was pouring now, they could still see that the city was filled with carriages and horses. They were all from rich families who were packing up the gold and silver pieces and preparing to escape. Three days had passed since the master of the Great Abyss sent the decree.

There was no news from the Lin family. However, above Great Yan City, a pitch-black scroll could be seen floating in the air.